The mountain has no name, the strong wind blows by, and the pine forest rises and falls like waves.

Wang Huan stopped halfway up the mountain. The village had long been hidden by the pine forest, and his breath was full of earthy smell.

Song Er looked at Wang Huan and then at Zhao Chan.

The young man carried the sword on his back and carried the bamboo basket, which seemed to be more relaxed than the hard-working peasant like him. It seemed that for Zhao Chan, climbing up the mountain was like walking on flat ground and was not strenuous at all.

"How old is Xiaolangjun this year?"

"fourteen."

"When I was fourteen, I followed my father to hunt in the mountains and grow food in the fields. Suddenly, my father was gone, and so was my brother." Song Er sneered lowly.

Zhao Chan always felt that something was wrong with Song Er.

The place where the demon cooked and killed sixteen people was in a valley that was not easy to detect.

Wang Huan stood down from a high position, stared at the pots and pans, and shouted angrily: "A demon who has been stabbed a thousand times, do you really think that the demon slayer is blind and deaf?"

Song Er, who had the courage to jump into the valley, shouted: "Wang Lishi, this is where the folks found those bits and pieces."

Wang Huanling went in actively and walked around the small valley, her brows gradually furrowed.

"Didn't you find any traces of the demon when you came here?"

"No, it's just that the wind was very strong, making it uncomfortable for people to stay. The villagers hurriedly picked up the broken pieces and returned to the village."

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"it's very windy……"

"The wind was so strong that the pine trees nearby were almost broken."

Wang Huan said to Zhao Chan: "Give me the bamboo basket."

The yellow talisman in the bamboo basket is painted with cinnabar in complex patterns.

After Zhao Chan handed it to him, he stared at Wang Huan's behavior without blinking.

"This is the demon-searching talisman. It searches the sky and the earth to find demons!" Wang Huan introduced.

Step on the Yu step, bend the middle finger and ring finger of your left hand inwards, and press the tips of the middle finger and ring finger with your thumb.

As Wang Huan walked faster and faster, the yellow talisman in the bamboo basket trembled a few times, and then flew up in a hurry.

The cinnabar pattern gradually brightens and is arranged in a row, like a long snake meandering around the mountain valley.

The demonic aura that was originally invisible to the naked eye suddenly floated around.

The color is green and black, mixed with streaks of blood.

The yellow talisman in a long snake formation galloped away in the direction where the blood line extended.

Wang Huan shouted: "Sword!"

Zhao Chan untied the forty-kilogram iron sword and handed it to him with one hand.

"What a strength!" Song Er admired with flickering eyes.

Wang Huan jumped out of the mountain valley and chased the demon search talisman.

The evil spirit has gone down the mountain.

The demon search talisman rushed towards Shanniu Village.

"Go back to the village!"

Song Eryi heard this: "What?"

"The demon is cunning and has returned to Shanniu Village."

Following the way he came, Wang Huan didn't care to wait for the two people who were a little slower and walked like a meteor. He was afraid that if it was too late, more villagers would die at the mouth of the demon.

"Wang Lishi has left you and me behind! What if the demon doesn't go far and finds us alone?" Song Er said anxiously.

Wang Huan turned around and sneered: "You can't go wrong searching for demon talismans. Zhao Chan, you and Song Er don't go into the village, wait for me at the head of the village."

Zhao Chan agreed quickly: "Okay."

Wang Huan chased after the demon search talisman, and several rabbits were raised, leaving only a corner of the tattered cloak fluttering. In an instant, even the leaky cloak was tightly covered by the green pine, and he could no longer be seen.

Song Er was a few steps behind Zhao Chan and said calmly: "Little Langjun, if Wang Lishi's judgment is wrong, then the demon is a wise man and deliberately teases us, what should we do? Alas."

"Brother Song, have you really never seen that demon?" Zhao Chan asked sincerely.

"Huh? If I had seen it, there wouldn't be any bones left that had been eaten long ago." Song Eryi changed his anxiety and replied with a playful smile.

Zhao Chan slowed down and held the invisible lacquer knife in his right hand.